Sun Mote Copse Something happens and I'm head over heels

asmodeus watched placidly as she settled herself in the snow to give her name. his interest had waned immediately, but this niamh, as she called herself, still held intrigue for the ivoried man.

"asmodeus. it is a pleasure to meet you, lady niamh," came the sneaking sibilance of his amused tones. 

she sought to test his willingness to remain with her, in spite of her formal declaration of chastity.

very well; he would play along. but a serpent was never held for too great a  time.

for the moment, however, asmodeus too lowered himself to sit and watched with with unblinking black stare.